Marcel Styles Imagines

Classified as a first date

Marcel and yourself began packing up after your after school tutorial. You were falling behind on your maths subject and thankfully, your new short term boyfriend Marcel being in your class, helped you through it.

"So... do you get it now?" He whispered as you nodded taking your pile of work into your arms.

"Just the basics but that should get me through a lot further now. Thanks Marcel." He could only nod and readjust his glasses before you both left the library to the bag racks.

"H-hey." Marcel lightly tugged your sleeve as you put your bag over your back. "Sorry. Um, you going to the game tonight?" He was referring to the school grid iron team who happened to involve his brother Harry.

"I had plans to study." You said as Marcel frowned but nodded in understanding. "But these papers aren't due until next week right?"

"Yeah."

"Then I guess I have my weekend to work on it." Marcel's eyes widened as he stood up straighter and swallowed hard.

"Y-you can come?"

"Only if you will take me." You teased as Marcel nodded frantically. The grin on his face not being able to be restricted. "Perfect. Pick me up around six ok?"

"O-ok." You chuckled leaning up and placing a soft kiss to his cheek before giving him a quick hug.

"You have my address right?" You made sure to ask before walking off.

"Oh. U-umm..." Marcel felt around his pants and vest only to realize he didn't have your address.

"Here." You took out a small note pad and pen from the front pocket of your bag before scribbling down your home address. "Make sure not to get lost." You joked before giving a final wave and leaving.

Marcel stared at the piece of paper wide eyed before holding it to his chest and sighing.

He had a date. He actually had a very first date.

* * *

Marcel cleared his throat and patted a hand over his slicked back hair before hesitantly knocking on your front door. His other hand held the piece of paper you had given to him earlier that day.

Please don't be wrong, he prayed.

The door then suddenly opened and Marcel felt his heart rate increase. You were stunningly adorable.

Jeans with a full body coat accompanied by matching scarf, beanie and gloves.

"Hello." You smiled stepping forward.

"H-hi..." Marcel seemed to breath out before you pulled him into a hug. Tensing up, he stared down at you as his hands twitched unknowingly. You pulled away smiling your dimply grin up at him only for him to return it with a blush.

"I'm going now mum!" You called getting a, be safe, in response. "I will!" You shut the front door and tucked your hands into your pockets. "Shall we be off?" You waited patiently as Marcel blinked back before responding.

"We shall."

* * *

The small crowds and loud cheers from the school stadium led you and Marcel towards the game. Marcel snuck small glances at you and smiled to himself thinking about how you were really his.

You looked up at him and caught his gaze making him blush like mad. Giggling, you reached a hand over and took one in his.

"Let's get something to eat." Marcel nodded and picked up his pace, not realizing he was pulling you with him.

People you both recognised from school were either here as a spectator, cheerleader or most likely player.

"Get your hot food here!" You heard a call and looked over to the only hot food stand. An ice cream and candy stand on each side of it.

"Over there?" Marcel asked as you nodded and let him guide you both to the short line. "I-I'll pay." Marcel took out his wallet as you wrapped an arm through his.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Marcel smiled down at you as you giggled nodding. He seemed to warm up to the idea of this date with you. Well... he considered it a date not knowing you did as well. "H-here you go." He handed you your can of soft drink and hot food while taking his own.

"Thank you." You smiled before you both began heading into the stadium. Slightly keeping behind Marcel, you wanted him to create space so you could both travel through the crowd. And he didn't mind feeling a bit protective and caring of you. Isn't that what boyfriends do?

"Hey! Mar!" You both looked over and saw his twin running over to the side fence.

"Hey Harry." Marcel came over and made sure you were still with him before continuing his conversation with Harry.

"You're dropping us home tonight right?" He ran a hand through his curls and out of his face.

"Yes, of course. But I'm dropping (Y/N) off first." Harry looked over Marcels shoulder before smirking at you.

"So you're (Y/N). Marcel does nothing but blab about you." Marcel blushed as Harry laughed and playfully slapped his shoulder. "I'm only teasing! Anyway, I'll see you lovers later. Have a game to win you know? Wish me luck!" Putting his helmet on, he ran over to his team as Marcel resumed to find you both seats.

After finally finding some, you both seated yourself and watched the two teams warm up on the fields.

"You ok?" Marcel asked as you nodded and pressed up against his side.

"Yeah." You smiled beginning your food.

The game started and continued to stay loud until it neared the end. Marcel had found himself with an arm wrapped around you as you rested your head on his chest.

Marcel's gaze tore down to you before it settled there. You looked up and smiled at Marcel who smiled warmly at you.

His hand came up and pushed some hair off of your scarf before running his fingers over your cheek bone. Your hands tugged his shirt as you leant up to him.

A shaky breathe escaped his lips as he closed his eyes. You smiled up at him before hearing the crowd roar from another touchdown. Marcels lips and your touched as people around stood to their feet in excitement.

Marcels arm wrapped around your shoulders and steadied them their as you both lingered your lips together. Not even caring about the game anymore.

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